One day Mr. C called me into his private office. Laura was on her knees beside Mistress Cruella's chair massaging the boss lady's feet, which were up on a footstool. I was the only one who was naked; Cruella had explained earlier that house slaves were permitted to wear clothing, unless otherwise commanded to strip. Laura had on a pullover blouse which showed off her ample bosom quite nicely, and a pair of white shorts. Mistress was clad in black leather from chest to ankles.

Mr. C started. "The reason for this meeting is to explain a few things. Laura and Peter, you two have been here a while now, and by now you should be use to the way things are done around here. Laura, you were originally brought here to be a pony-girl. We were planning on having you race against other competion from other horse-farms. But we changed our minds, because we saw in you a potential to be a Domme. We liked the way you whipped Peter, even though I thought you took it too far. And we liked how you whipped Sylvia."

His eyes narrowed as he looked daggers at Laura. "Cruella says you fucked up the branding! That will not be tolerated in the future! If you ever do any shit like that again, we'll hang weights from your nipples and pussy!"

Laura's face reddened, "Yes Sir!"

"Now, another thing, Mistress J who is my real boss likes Peter, especially his cock. She was thrilled by the way he cucked her pansy of a husband. But Laura, she also likes you. I think Pat has told you that. So this what Mistress J wants, and it's imperative we keep her happy. While is fucking her, she wants you, Laura to butt-fuck her husband."

Laura gasped. She had no experience doing such a vile thing. Mr. C read her mind." Cruella will teach you." The bossman then looked at me. "Peter, forehead to the floor, ass up!"

I knew there was a reason for calling me in there. Cruella pulled a strap-on up her legs and pointed the 10 dildo toward my bent over form. I heard her tell her trainee to pay attention.

"Grease it up first, we don't want to fuck him dry," she said with a sarcastic laugh. "Do me a favor Laura and part his butt-cheeks." When I felt air whisping across my anus, my cock grew as Laura put her hands on me. "Push your pelvis forward, touch the head to the tight opening and slowly push in. He'll probably grimace, but don't worry. He can take it. Keep pushing until it's all in. Then lowly pull back and push in again. Keep doing it, and pick up the rhythm faster and faster. Soon he will feel a mixture of pleasure and pain."

Laura was mezmorized by what she saw. "Can I try it?"

"Sure baby!" Cruella gave Laura her own strap-on. This time it was Cruella who parted my butt-cheeks.The trainee followed her teacher's instructions. And boy did she ever; she fucked me like she had done it all her life. "Atta girl!" Mr C encouraged.

Then I felt Cruella's hand on my cock. "He's been a good boy, let's give him a reward. Laura kept fucking me until I shot my wad on the newspaper Cruella had put under me.

Mr C concluded. "Get ready to be sent to Maui next week." Both Laura and I answered, "Yes sir!"